I was only looking for one piece of paper. And everything sort of just mushroomed. I knew that what I was searching was in a particular tote bag. I found the paper and so much more. There were an awful lot of patterns in there and A LOT of loose needles. The patterns didn’t bother me. It was the needles. I started searching for needles everywhere. And, now, two days later, I am finally getting them organized. But, you know, in the back of my mind, I know there are more lurking somewhere, waiting to appear at the least inopportune moment. 
Sweetums is so proud of himself. He has been able to get the Christmas cactus to bloom again. I had to show it.
Tags: Christmas cactus, knitting needles
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 